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I like turning off the portable hard drive. It makes a desperate gear-like back of the throat catching sound before dying, and instead of feeling sorry for it, I just feel awesome.

I shot it the evil eye just now, it has been defeated and I will make its hard plastic shell into a hat.

Warning: I will not be drinking coffee tomorrow. If I seem out of sorts, it's because I'm fighting the power. Also, no other caffeine. Also, no booze.

Holy shit, tomorrow is going to suck. It's like I'm abandoning everything that is good and true in life. Now I know how the hard drive feels.